Taoist Long Yun nodded.
"Senior, this——"
Mo Jun suddenly became excited and nervous, feeling a little at a loss as to what to do.
Of course he had heard of the Wulin School.
Who in the martial arts world doesn’t know the status of Wudang Sect in the mainland martial arts world? Moreover, the person in front of him is the head of Wudang Sect.
Thinking about his own actions that were beyond his capabilities, Mo Jun now regretted it so much.
He had heard his master Mo Xinyi mention the mainland martial arts world, and he also had great respect for Taoist Master Long Yun.
"Senior, please rest inside for a moment. I will notify the master immediately."
Mo Jun made a gesture of invitation.
A group of fellow disciples have now also reacted.
Wow, this guy is the leading figure in the mainland martial arts world, no wonder he is so powerful!
Taoist Master Long Yun was invited to the boxing gym by Mo Jun.
This is a quadrangle courtyard with a patio outside and weapon racks on both sides. Passing through the patio, you arrive at the main hall.
Taoist Long Yun sat down, and Mo Jun quickly ordered someone to make tea.
While drinking tea, Taoist Long Yun asked Mo Jun: "Have you called?"
"I called, but the master is having tea with a friend. He said he'll be back soon."
He kept holding his chest while speaking.
Upon seeing this, Taoist Long Yun took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a few pills from it, and handed it to Mo Jun.
"This is a pill I made myself. It's very effective for internal injuries. I take one pill every day. After about seven days, my injuries will be completely healed."
When Mo Jun heard this, he felt like he had found a treasure and thanked him repeatedly.
He never imagined that there was such a magical elixir in the world.
The mainland martial arts world is indeed mysterious, with many masters and supernatural powers.
He was very clear about the severity of his injuries. Even if he took Chinese medicine, it would probably take three to five months for them to get better, let alone fully recover.
"Alright, alright, go and do your thing. I'll just wait for your master here."
Mo Jun said, "Then I'll go upstairs and wait for the master. You take a seat first."
Exit the patio and come to the door.
A group of fellow disciples immediately rushed over and surrounded Mo Tuan.
"Big Brother, is he really the head of the Wudang Sect?"
"How could this be false?" Mo Jun said, "Who would be so bold as to pretend to be someone like that? There's no need to do that. Besides, you've just witnessed how profound his martial arts skills are, right? It must be him."
"I didn't expect him to be so powerful. I used to think the Wudang Clan was just a name for nothing."
Mo Jun quickly said, "Keep your voice down. Do you want to cause trouble for our gym? If Master knew that you were speaking so highly of the Wudang Sect, I'm afraid he would be the first to expel you."
sweat……
The man whispered, "Could it be that Master can't beat him?"
Mo Jun hesitated to speak.
Several other brothers were also curious about this question.
"Big Brother, when Master comes here soon, will you accept his challenge?"
Mo Jun said, "This is the rule of the martial arts world. We must accept it. Losing is not a big deal, but not accepting it is cowardice. Who among us Hung Gar disciples will be able to look down on others in the future?"
"What if the master loses?"
"Nonsense, how could the master lose?"
"That's right, Master will definitely win."
"I don't think it's possible. He is the head of Wudang, and his seniority is about the same as our master."
Everyone was talking at once and arguing endlessly.
Mo Jun couldn't listen any longer: "Shut up, don't talk about this anymore, go back and practice."
"Oh, yes, Big Brother."
A group of fellow disciples returned to the courtyard to practice boxing.
Taoist Master Long Yun was sitting in the main hall, just in a good position to see it.
He curled his lips slightly.
Is this also called practicing boxing?
He really looked down on Hung Gar.
At this time, outside the boxing gym, a Mercedes-Benz SUV stopped and a man in his forties jumped out.
The man had a sturdy build and his hands were covered with calluses. Even in the middle of winter, he was still wearing a double-breasted jacket, and there was no change in his expression.
That’s right, he is Mo Xinyi.
He is the oldest veteran of Hong Kong Hung Gar and is also known as the number one master in Hong Kong.
Mo Xinyi was accompanied by a thin man in his fifties. Mo Jun recognized him as Ye Jianming, the owner of the Hong Kong Wing Chun Gym.
It seems that Mo Xinyi was drinking tea with Ye Jianming before.
The two are good friends and have known each other for many years.
"master."
Mo Jun hurried forward.
Mo Xinyi frowned: "Are you injured internally?"
Mo Jun nodded and recounted his previous experience.
Ye Jianming frowned immediately: "It seems that this is really a fierce dragon crossing the river. Our worries have finally come true."
"If it's a blessing, it won't be a disaster. If it's a disaster, it can't be avoided. Let's go and meet him."
Mo Xinyi took a deep breath and let Mo Jun lead the way.
Seeing the master coming back, the apprentices in the courtyard were cheered up and greeted him one after another.
Mo Xinyi waved his hand: "Practice your boxing."
Come to the main hall.
Taoist Long Yun stood up and clasped his fists: "Wudang Long Yun."
Mo Xinyi clasped his fists and said, "Mo Xinyi."
Ye Jianming also clasped his fists: "Wing Chun, Ye Jianming."
Taoist Long Yun smiled and said to Ye Jianming, "I was planning to come visit Master Ye after leaving here, but I didn't expect to run into you today. That's good, it saves me from having to make another trip."
sweat……
Ye Jianming's heart skipped a beat.
It seems that I can't stay out of it today.
On the way here, he was still a little confused about whether he should come and help his old friend.
Now that I think about it, there is nothing to worry about.
If he doesn't come, Taoist Long Yun will go find him.
"Please take a seat, distinguished guest."
Mo Xinyi asked everyone to sit down together.
Mo Jun had already ordered someone to make two more cups of tea and send them over.
Mo Xinyi said to him, "Go and supervise them practicing boxing first."
Mo Jun understood immediately and brought several fellow apprentices to the courtyard.
In the main hall, Mo Xinyi is drinking tea.
Everyone drank tea and didn't say anything.
After a while, he looked at Taoist Long Yun and said, "When Mr. Shen came to Hong Kong, I knew this day would come."
"If that's the case, then it couldn't be better." Taoist Long Yun smiled and said, "Although I am the head of Wudang, I still have Tang Meng in charge. I am the general manager of Wulin Group, but I still have Shen in charge. So, I am also helpless. Please forgive me, Master Mo."
"The martial arts world in mainland China and our Hong Kong martial arts world have always kept to themselves. So, Taoist Priest, are you planning to open a boxing gym or martial arts school in Hong Kong?"
Mo Xinyi asked.
Taoist Long Yun nodded: "Exactly. So according to the rules of the martial arts world, I must get your approval. This is not disrespectful, right?"
"Of course. Since we're from the martial arts world, we have to follow the rules. But I don't understand why the Taoist priest would come to Xinyi Hall to attack us first. Does he think I, Mo Xinyi, am easy to bully?"
Taoist Long Yun raised his eyebrows slightly. "That's wrong. It's precisely because Master Mo holds such a high status in the Hong Kong martial arts world, known as the number one master, that I came to challenge him. Isn't this the highest form of recognition and respect for the Master?"
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